I stared at my plate of chicken and green beans, fiddling my fork around.
"Aren't you hungry? You've had a long day." I heard the sympathy in Mrs. Dolans voice as she spoke to me. She sat across from me at their table as I played around with my food. I had no appetite.
"I just wanted to say again... I'm really sorry. Ethan never really acts like that. Don't take it to heart. He's actually a very nice boy. Once you get to know him, he's a great person."
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but who was he talking about. I mean... The last Foster child? What happened? Why was he so upset when he saw me?" I felt bad asking her so many questions, but curiosity twisted in my stomach.
She frowned. "It's... It's a long story. A story I don't really have time for. It's time for bed anyway"
There was an awkward silence.
She broke the silence by saying. "Right now, we don't have a bed ready is the guest room. If you want, Grayson might let you sleep on the couch in his room."
I nodded. She called Grayson downstairs.
"Would it be okay if Allison slept in your room tonight? On your couch, I mean."
He smiled. "Of course." He turned to me, gesturing me upstairs to his room.
It was really nice upstairs. There was a few bedrooms and a bonus room, where I saw Ethan laying down on his phone. He saw me and rolled his eyes. Why did he hate me so much? What did I do?
Grayson took me into his room. He went into his closet and threw me a tee shirt.
"Here. This things big on me, so it I'll be huge on you."
And he was right. I'm only 5'1 so it was like a dress on me.
"Thanks" I said.
"Anytime" he said, smiling. "I'll let you sleep in my bed, and I'll take the couch. You deserve to be comfortable tonight."
"That's really nice of you. Thank you." I said, climbing into my bed.
"Um... I sleep with my shirt off." He said, "is that okay with you?"
Was that even a question? Of course I was okay with it.
"It's fine." Was all I said back.
And it was definitely fine. Not only was he incredibly hot, but wow, he had some nice abs.
Ally, chill out. I said to myself. He's you Foster brother now.
He turned off the lights.
"Goodnight." I whispered.
"Goodnight, Ally."
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Foster Love (An Ethan and Grayson Dolan Fanfiction)
FanfictionAllison Miller was placed into Foster Care at age 12 after her dad was killed in a car crash and her mom committed suicide due to bereavement-related depression. Ally has been moved from house to house, but when she is placed in the Dolan household...